When from behind the Lodge I heard such a clatter
I sprung from my cot to see what was the matter
To my window she flew with a terrible cackle
Brandishing a pair of cold iron shackles
And then, with a clinking and rattling of chains
As I ran back inside, my head aching with pain
Reality fades, only nightmares remain
As The Queen of all Hags invades my brain
She was dressed in a jerkin made from the skin
Of an innocent child that she doubtless did in
Her bubbling cauldron dragging behind
With a fearful visage that could strike a man blind
...and so on and so forth. XD